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Same shizz. Different day.

28 November, 2021 Lynn Jones Uncategorized

Hi, This may well turn into a rant, so if that’s not your bag, feel free to exit stage left. 🙂 This morning in my newsfeed up popped an article from a respected website that talks about psychology. I visit the site on and off as they have informative pieces on maintaining your mental health, a lay person’s guide to what’s new, etc. I’ll explain this next bit with a metaphor. Imagine said site is a zen garden. A place of quiet where you can reflect on what’s raised and learn from it. Today in said garden, it felt like there was a person stood in a white pointed hood ‘giving advice’ while there was a slow crackle of a […]

Make it a half full glass

26 November, 2021 Lynn Jones Uncategorized

Hi, I think the best way to start this post is with a gentle sigh. One that’s a mix of thank goodness that’s over with a twist of tiredness and a wee dash of regret. You might call that the Middle Age Mojito 😋 Actually, you may have your title. The Pink Flog? The Transcendent? 🤔 Drink based ideas aside, the week felt like quite a slog of routine and very much pushing something heavy uphill. It turns out that I was ill with a stealth cold. There’s no typical symptoms, just feeling flat like you’ve not managed a good night’s sleep or you’ve been overdoing it for s few days. Come Thursday it was as if I’d been possessed […]

Make do and match

19 November, 2021 Lynn Jones Uncategorized

Hi, Well, that’s the end of a slightly too busy week and it’s Friday night at last. I just hope Monday morning doesn’t pounce like an elephant assassin made of bricks… 😉 As I wheeled in the, uh, wheelie bin this morning, the recycling team had kindly provided a wee calendar* listing the collections in 2022. Wait… 2022? That seems to have snuck up on me. I think the lockdowns and the home working have thrown my sense of time a little. ( * Not in the way the Orange Blowhard would look forward to 😋 ) If the Ever Lovely Mrs J was here, she’d probably say something about my excessive working. I think she’s right and my plan […]

Script: Inclusive+

17 November, 2021 Lynn Jones Uncategorized

Scene: a glass walled meeting room with a large table and a number of folk in business clothes are sat discussing things. Mei: Our thanks to River for their presentation on cost savings while out of the office. This brings us to item four on the agenda, our cancellation of our contract with the Equality and Diversity Group Initiative, or EDGI as some of you may know them. Ronald, have you got your slides ready? Ronald starts clicking on his laptop. Sarah: Does that mean we’ve hit our diversity goals, Ronald? That does sound good news. Ronald: Umm. Not exactly. Faras: Have they failed to provide the consultation and workshops then? Ronald: Again, not really no. Mei: Are any of […]

TFIF

12 November, 2021 Lynn Jones Uncategorized

Hi, Politer readers may wish to substitute the F in that acronym to make it Thank Goodness It’s Friday 😉 This week has been lots of little things adding up and when it comes to keeping your stress levels down, that can be tricky with a seemingly omnidirectional front. At least if that’s not an oxymoron: how can it have a front if it’s from all sides? 😋 Shall we talk about nice things instead? Script You might have noticed a few midweek posts called Script and there’s no judgement of you haven’t 😉 With the negativity and BS from certain outlets – the media and the government – it can feel like you are trying to hold up a […]

Script: The Inspection

10 November, 2021 Lynn Jones Uncategorized

Scene: a group of friends sat at around table in a busy restaurant. Mike: Back in a mo. If the waiter comes by, I’ll have the pie and chips off the board with a pint. Ale or stout, no lager, thanks. Scene: Mike wanders off and people at the table continue chatting. A moment later there’s shouting from near the bar, an orange light starts to flash, and there’s a low level siren going off. Mita: What? Don’t tell me this place has had one fitted as well. Sarah: I’ll go. It’s my turn. Mita: Look at them all scurry.. You’d think there was a crocodile in there or something. Jake: Or the fashion police. It’s like an explosion in […]